Morph #1: The Awakening [action]
[Action/The Barracks]
[Rachel awakens to find herself in a large building, wearing a rather hideous sundress and nothing else. More distressingly, she discovers that she has wings. Eagle wings. For a moment, she's afraid she's been trapped partway in morph, but a moment of experimentation shows that she's still able to at least begin morphing.
And then after another moment, she remembers that she's dead. Is this heaven? I mean, wings and a white dress seems like heaven, but some grungy building sure doesn't. Where is she? What the heck is going on? She can't morph in this dress, and she can't walk around as a human with eagle wings- what if a Controller sees her?
So she casts a look around to make sure nobody's nearby, and then she shucks off the dress and slowly begins morphing into the shape of a bald eagle. It's a long, slow process, and she's still woozy and disoriented. She just hopes she isn't interrupted.]
[Action/The Plaza and the Clothing Store.]
[An eagle with a second set of wings tucked behind the first is soaring around the plaza, looking through windows, a white New Feather dress clutched in her claws. As soon as she locates the clothing store, she'll fly inside and begin browsing. Just a bird out shopping. Nothing to see here.]
[Action/Town]
[Once she's stolen obtained some new clothing and morphed into a human again, a strange girl will be walking around town, staring at everything with a mixture of confusion and dismay. Heaven, so far, sucks. A lot. Especially since everything seems to be half-pilfered from the middle ages, and half the people walking around are weird. It's almost like somebody crossed a ren faire and one of those nerd conventions. She could swear she saw a guy dressed like Spock running around.]
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... Of course, if she really was in some freaky lab experiment... she wouldn't be in danger from the Yeerks anyway. And this guy wasn't attacking her or anything. A Controller would have recognized the name. Would have tried to kill or capture her immediately
And if this wasn't some freaky lab experiment, then how was she alive?
She sighs and turns to face him.]
"... Look, sorry. About the name. Just... where I'm from, a lot of people want to kill or capture me. Bad people. I'm a little paranoid."
[She frowns, trying hard not to think about the fact that her first instinct was to try and hurt this guy when he probably isn't a threat at all.]
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He hands the journal to Rachel.]
That is quite alright Miss Berenson, I can understand your actions. And you have no reason to fear me, I am Vulcan, and a Starfleet officer.... I would not hurt you.
[His eyebrows twitch in concern....] That is.... a most unfortunate situation...
You will find Luceti to be... different. There is little to no crime... and the people 'come together' due to our shared arrangement.
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"Perfect slice of paradise, huh? I'll believe it when I see it."
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... but it's difficult to tell.]
However, unless someone has been brought here from your universe, you should have relative safety here.
...if someone does try to hurt you... you may call me for help if you so wish.
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[She doesn't mean to sound disdainful. It's just that she didn't think much of being treated like a helpless damsel even before she became a shapeshifting child-soldier.]
"So what's the big deal about these journal things?"
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Communication purposes. It connects you with everyone who is in Luceti... It is also a means for the Malnosso to contact us.
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I really like your Rachel~
You are a rather intriguing individual Miss Berenson... I do hope that you manage to stay out of the Malnosso's observation. [Spock's eyes turn kind of sad, but the rest of his face is stony.]
May I escort you to any place in particular at this point?
\o/
XD
Then I have a proposition for you, as it were.
Captain Kirk and myself have a guestroom available... I offer this to you until you are able to orient yourself and find a residence of your own.
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[A 16-year-old staying with two grown men who were Star Trek freaks was a little weird, but screw it, she could turn into a bear, what did she have to worry about?]
"Thanks."
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I am sure the Captain will behave himself. [Spock is pretty sure he handles himself around minors.]
[Spock moves them out of the Barracks and gestures towards the path....] Is there anything else you would care to 'pick up' in town before we go to my place of residence?
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[She stops herself before she can finish the sentence]
"Uh, got the book, I think I'm good."
[If she really needs anything else, she can always grab it later, she figures. She didn't have any really personal stuff she wanted, after all.]
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You will find Luceti to be a most.... interesting place. If you are so inclined, there is much to occupy your time. I myself spend much of my time at the Dome, programming a certain simulation scenario...
Once you have become more oriented there are several opportunities to volunteer your time towards certain resident-run services.
[He gives her a look...] What are your interests Miss Berenson?
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"Um. Gymnastics. I guess, I've been into that since I was a kid. And, uh, I like birds... watching. Bird-watching. It's cool."
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[Spock regarded her with a long look....
Rachel, what are you doing?]
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[If only because there was a certain red-tailed hawk she was hoping would show up.]
How would you like to wrap up?
Very well. [Spock gestures up the path...] The house is just there... the Captain is most likely out at this point, however, I am certain you will have an opportunity to meet him.
The guest room should suffice, though please do not hesitate to ask me if you require anything.
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THAT'S NOT AN ANSWER! XD <3 Enjoy the thread thoroughly Bello~
You are a very intriguing woman Miss Berenson... it is my hope that you find at least some solace in this elaborate cage. [Spock opens the door for Rachel and gestures for her to step inside.]